Chapter 114
KATE
"What?" He said, looking surprised. Are you really going to play dumb?
"The girl who looks like she's eighteen."
"Wait, how do you..."
"As if you don't see the gossip magazines talking about you?"
"Well, no, I don't see them because I have too much work to do. So, that's why you're here." He smiles. Damn it. Now he thinks I'm jealous. Great. You're right.
"What?" I pretend not to understand.
"Jealousy." He was laughing in my face.
"Actually, it's more about knowing if you'll still be available if I want to fuck. " I shrugged. Good move.
"That was the cruelest thing you've ever said," he says, smiling.
"Ryan, we're adults. I'm being honest, I expect the same from you."
I was in a great mood, and I missed playing our game.
"You don't have to worry, Collins, I'll make time to fuck you too."
He didn't say that? Oh, yes, he did. I almost burst out laughing.
"Yeah, if it happens, I hope you can handle it," I teased, smiling mischievously.
"I always do, don't I?"
"Well... let's say yes."
"You said you were being honest."
"Alright, you're right. But age catches up with everyone." He shook his head, dismissive.
"You really don't care that you're sleeping with her?"
"If she's some kind of girlfriend, then I do care." What a subtle way to show that you're jealous, you idiot. Not that I was considering this crazy idea of sharing him, I would never do that. I was just curious. Damn, I didn't even think it could actually be a serious relationship.
"She's not my girlfriend," he finally said. I really needed to hear that.
"Does she have any disease I should be worried about?" I teased, continuing the game.
"Are you trying to offend me?"
"Maybe you don't know yet."
"You don't have to worry about her or about my performance. I can handle two of you, Collins."
"Two of me? And not both of us at the same time? Why? Is she better than me?"
Okay, that was pathetic. Stop embarrassing yourself.
"Are you really asking that?"
"Yes," I shrugged.
"If I asked you if Kent is better than me, obviously I know the answer, but what would you say?"
"That I haven't been with him enough to answer."
"Don't be ridiculous."
"The question was for you, not for me."
"She's young," he says with a smile. Son of a bitch. Playing dirty.
"What does that mean?"
"You said age catches up with everyone." I roll my eyes at him.
"It's actually you who's not being honest now."
"Alright, I haven't been with her enough to answer. Once is not enough, as you just said."
"Why do you think I was referring to just one time?" I teased, and his expression became serious.
"I'm sorry, was it my mistake?"
"A little."
"Sorry. I forgot that you've changed," he says sarcastically. "It means you've slept with some guys."
"And that doesn't affect you at all, does it?" He looks down, thoughtful, his mood changing.
"The main question is, why are we still talking? If you're here for sex." He asks, closing the distance between us, holding my thighs, spreading my legs and standing between them. I could smell the soap mixed with his cologne, completely intoxicating.
"I like the dress... but I'm more curious about what's underneath." He whispered, his hands sliding upwards. I stop them and hold his chin.
"Maybe if you tell me what makes her special?" I say, looking into his eyes.
Stop, Kate. You're embarrassing yourself.
"And that's not jealousy?"
"It's curiosity."
"Well... She has what every woman has." He said with the most smug smile possible.
"You're ridiculous," I roll my eyes before pushing him away and standing up.
"You have to fulfill your part now."
I continued staring at him, my eyes eventually scanning his body. All I could think about was how I wanted him to be mine alone, and I hated the idea of him thinking, kissing, or touching someone else. I would never understand his effect on me. I wanted to surrender now, but what about later? How would things be?
I wish I could follow Mary's advice about sex. She always said that sex can just be sex for adults, but I knew it would never work with him because there was already more. So I should distance myself, but here I am.
"Collins?" I wished I could hug him and ask him to be mine alone. I no longer worked for him, no one would judge me as the secretary who sleeps with the boss. That was always the biggest problem for me, that it would hinder my career, right? We wouldn't have to hide what we had anymore.
But he would always be Ryan, the incredibly handsome, sexy, and also a womanizer jerk.
"Do you want help taking it off?" He asks, smiling sensually.
"I didn't come here for that." I manage to say.
"No?"
"I have to go. It was good to see that you're okay." He analyzed me for a few seconds, trying to understand, before finally nodding. Is that it? He's not going to say anything? He's not going to try to convince me to stay? I stepped back and headed towards the elevator. I confess I was expecting a reaction from him, but nothing happened. The doors simply closed. I was completely frustrated with myself. I must really be going crazy. Doing things that don't align with my thoughts.
When I got into my car, I received a message from John apologizing for not being able to attend our meeting. Well, in a way, I had just been rejected twice. My ego thought about inviting Niels to do something, but my character made me think that I was moving too fast down Mary's path.
Mary was my new coworker, she was twenty-seven years old and was definitely one of the most astute women I had ever met. Additionally, she was very beautiful. I had known her for two months, but I had already learned a few things from her determination, tenacity, and intelligence. She was the type of woman who could intimidate some men, like a lioness. And it was precisely because of her influence that I had let myself be carried away and got involved with Niels a few months ago.
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